Artemis was not close to any of her siblings. Once, she had been close to Denali, but she tried not to think about him now. Even though she had come to terms with his death, it was still painful to think about and so she avoided doing so. Briefly she wondered what the relationship was like between Cypress and his brothers, and Mati as well. She had known them all for as long as she could remember, of course, but she had never really considered whether or not their familial relationships were close. "Why would Alder be mad about that?" she asked, wrinkling her nose. She didn't understand; maybe the older brother had simply been worried, too.
The look of surprise was mirrored in her own features at the offhand compliment. He quickly added to it, the awkwardness of the previous moment dissipating at the correction. "Um... I guess you're right," she said, a little uncertain. It was not a way she had thought of it before, but she supposed he was right. With her silver coat, she was somewhere right in between her mother's ebony and her father's ivory. "What do you think of swimming?" she asked suddenly. She didn't normally swim, but maybe it was worth giving it a try, see what it was like. The warm weather wouldn't last forever and then autumn and winter would be coming.
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